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Choices The wind has been blowing hard today telling of winters to come and high heating bills. Now that I’m old and walks like a sailor on deck of a ship in a storm I ought to be reflective think of the life I lived and do some repenting. “I did it my way” Sinatra, is a bit egocentric. What happened to my life just happened I didn`t plan anything more severe than having a bath first thing in the morning putting oil in the car checking the tyres. There is the death, of course, it happens to Popes and Hitler, mind, in various forms yet the thought holds no terror in my heart, I go on living till it stops because I never planned a thing.

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